Where
written by: Jeff Flaig
Where should I find eyes,
hued petals in early spring,
that glisten and reveal
the swooning of my heart?
Where should I find hope,
the soft touch of another,
in the warm caress of desire
that smells of morning dew?
Where should I find lips,
the tingle of light rain,
like sprinkling kisses
falling upon my neck?
Where should I find fire,
the passion of a tinder heart,
that inspires natural longing
and ignites this tempered soul?
Where should I find a woman,
a quiet stream in tall grass,
to lay beside while dreaming
in the shade of a blue sky?
Where should I find her,
but on a lovely afternoon,
near the fields of longing
in the garden of your heart.
I'm a fair weather writer, so I only write when I feel like it and might go long periods of time before I get the urge. I love writing poetry and reading good poetry, mostly because I didn't have the time in the past to write anything else. Since I have retired, I jumped into serious writing and have written three novels, a bunch of short stories and a few poems here and there. My WIP is a book of short stories and a sequel to one of my current novels. I expect that will take me a year to finish. I don't like to rush my writing.
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